Introduction

How things where from being wonderful to fall apart.

Fleeting moments…

“Yeah, Gabby Devaux in love”

“Um… I’m in love too!”

“Lara?”

“So, Alice, how’s Dana?

Leaving us with doubts…

“Yeah, I, you know, don’t necessarily think we should be friends with our exes.”

“What about, uh… I don’t know, like… Lara.”

“Alice, I haven’t thought about Lara in a long time. I don’t know. I- I guess we could be friends. Unless you don’t want me to.”

With insecurity…

“Is it a bisexual thing? You trying to have your cake and eat your ***** too?”

“No. It’s not a bisexual thing.”

“Okay, good. Because, wait. I don’t wanna do that with you. I mean, if you’re trying to make me into a man because you think that there’s something missing, then I want you to go ahead…”

Feeling vulnerable…

“No, no. This is me talking. I love you, Dana.”

“Mom and dad love to talk about how you, uh… gave up your bright future with Tonya for a dead-end relationship with her.”

“I love you”

“I’m going to set the alarm, okay?”

“But she didn’t say anything back, and, um… that’s bad, right?”

“Look, at least I can see she loves you.”

Threatened by your worst fear…

“I’m so proud of you. You came out big time.”

“Yeah. Well, I’m sorry I didn’t do it any sooner.”

“Dana, you don’t have to get permission from me to go out to dinner with your ex. You guys should be friends. Best, best friends.”

“It is Lara, is not? Your chef?”

“Your chef? That’s nice.”

Fighting temptation…

“Dana. I’m just talking about a dinner.”

“No. This is a dinner. What you’re talking about, is a second dinner.”

So lost…

“Dana?”

“I was there. Where were you?”

“I… thought I lost you.”

“I’m right here. I’m right here.”

Agonizingly dependent…

“Um, you didn’t say goodbye this morning. I woke up, I didn’t know were you where.”

“You knew I was training.”

“I know, but you could’ve woken me up, or said- left me a note, or… I dunno. I mean, not like I’m needy, I- I- I don’t need you to write me a note, I just, uh… Yeah, I was just mentioning it. Anyway, so…”